"Lock up your Luke’s and your Skywalker’s - bloody mary swigging, celery munching, can I blag a fag mate-ing - Father Funk is back with the blockiest n rockiest EP of the summer/early autumn!!

We hear you! How the double deuce has everyone’s favourite sex panther had the time to create such a nut crunchingly stunning EP whilst he’s non-stop trail blazing his way through some of the UK & Candada’s finest festivals? Some say he used the internet. Believers say the music flew out of the decks, hit the dance-floor, was osmosed into crowds of adoring dancers who sweated it into the ground, the cows chewed it up and pumped rainbows of happy methane into the atmosphere which rained laser skittles into a Father Funk funnel we’ve had erected on the roof of Scour HQ - whereby our oompa lumpas froze it and sailed it to the studio through the tunnel of love and chocolate sauce sea. Or it was the internet?

Either way - It rocks funkin’ hard and we’re close-to-tears honoured to share it with you all.